67. Eight male models in one night
Fu Zhiju: "Your Secretary Qiu from Haicheng has twins at home, did you know that?"
"I've heard of it. The eldest son graduated from Yan University, and the younger son is a genius in math competitions."
"They really made me laugh. I looked it up and found out one of them is a gay and the other is a homosexual. They're both very famous in the circle."
Chu Yanhui uttered an "eh" and couldn't help but feel disgusted: "A gay man is going on a blind date with a girl? Isn't that harmful..."
"I've seen a lot of species diversity these days!"
Fu Zhiju took out a cigarette case from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, polished the dragon-shaped pure gold lighter, and the green flame illuminated half of his face.
He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and the smoke he slowly exhaled blurred his face, making his eyebrows and eyes look sharper and more stunning.
"Did you switch to smoking?"
Chu Yanhui took her cigarette box and looked at it carefully. There was something printed on it in a language that he couldn't understand.
“This doesn’t taste as good as before.”
Fu Zhiju leaned on the swing chain, a cigarette between his beautiful, slender fingers, half tilted his head to look at the night in front of him, and asked her in a hoarse voice: "Tell me, why do you have to find someone of equal social status?"
"Profit comes first."
"Yeah, it's all about profit. I don't like it! Yan Hui..." She looked at the girl, extremely depressed, "I don't understand why I have to be like this when I reach my age."
"They don't like me, and I don't like them! Why should we settle?"
"Do they know what I like? Do they know that I smoke? Do they know what I want? They don't know a damn thing!"
She cursed out in anger.
"If I'm forced to get married, I'll just sign an agreement and live my own life!"
He took a deep puff of his cigarette, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became: "Oh, I'm so angry..."
He put his left hand around Chu Yanhui's neck and made a bold statement: "When the time comes, I will travel around the world and won't be back for several months. You have to accompany me!"
The girl sighed: "But it's still not as free as it is now."
Marriage means bondage.
"Freedom... Damn it! Bullshit freedom! Let's go see Gavitt's male models. He has eight boyfriends in one night. Let's see if he's free!"
"Eight in one night?"
Although Chu Yanhui knew that Fu Zhiju was depressed and upset, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
"You've got so many bags, are you going to build a mahjong table?"
Fu Zhiju extinguished his cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and bared his teeth: "What do you care about me?"
"Okay, okay, whatever. My lady, you hire a male model, and I'll play elegant music for you."
“…Get lost.”
Just then, she saw a figure approaching from a distance.
As he got closer, he realized it was Fu Rongshen. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Chu Yan and replied, "Looking for you."
Chu Yanhui pursed her lips.
Fu Rongshen walked up to the two of them, smelled the cigarette smoke, and subconsciously frowned. He said softly, "Yan Hui, Dad is waiting for you in the study."
The girl nodded and said to Fu Zhiju:
"Let's talk later."
As we left the back garden and crossed the bluestone path, the man suddenly asked, "Do you smoke, too?"
She shook her head: "No."
"Little Zhiju has a wild temper, don't learn from her."
Chu Yanhui couldn't stand others talking about Fu Zhiju: "I don't think there's anything wrong with it, uncle."
Hearing the deliberate emphasis on calling her "uncle", Fu Rongshen understood that she was angry. Knowing that he had spoken out of turn, he stopped mentioning Fu Zhiju.
She asked, "Grandpa Fu wants to see me...what does he want to do?"
"You'll find out in the study."
Chu Yanhui guessed that it might be a matter of persuading them to break up, or that there might be an argument, but he didn't expect this scene:
"I went too far last time," Fu Qiulei said reluctantly, standing with his cane in hand and his back to her, "Chu family girl, don't take it to heart."
"You and Rong Shen... I don't care what happens to you, but you can't bring shame to my Fu family. That's all I ask."
The girl froze in place, as if struck by lightning. "Grandpa Fu, you?"
She glanced at Fu Rongshen beside her, and then looked at Mr. Fu who had his back to her and was obviously disgusted but had to say these words. It felt ridiculous!
Would Mr. Fu apologize to a little girl like him?
Unbelievable!
But seeing that he was so frustrated and angry that he was about to lower his face to apologize to her, Chu Yanhui was shocked but also relieved.
The humiliation that had been lingering in my heart faded away at this moment, and my mood became comfortable and relaxed.
She didn't know that Fu Rongshen and Fu Qiulei had to argue countless times before they got the other party to compromise and give in.
When the two of them were arguing the most, Fu Rongshen said bluntly and coldly, "If Dad insists on not apologizing, fine, from now on, the food and clothing expenses of the old house will be reduced by 30%, and you don't have to deal with other people. If you want face, then don't care about the substance."
"Yes, I agree that you and Rong Shen are together! Any other questions?"
Fu Qiulei turned around, his upper lip mustache curled up in anger, with an expression of frustration as if he was holding back his anger.
"Don't call me grandpa anymore! It's so inappropriate!"
He wanted to say "incest", but these two words were too dirty and he couldn't say them at all, and his eyes were full of disgust.
Chu Yan glanced back at Fu Rongshen, who looked at her gently, as if giving her silent comfort, which made her feel reassured.
Nodding and saying, "Okay, I'll change it later."
"The Chu family and the Fu family originally had a childhood marriage, and Dad's decision to allow us to be together was the right one."
Fu Rongshen said to her with a smile.
When Mr. Fu heard the word "childhood engagement", his forced expression almost broke down, and he managed to hold himself back from losing face.
"Child marriage?" Chu Yanhui was surprised. "Why have I never heard of this?"
Fu Qiulei said unhappily:
"It's already been scrapped!"
Fu Rongshen said meaningfully, "Dad, Uncle Chu has been gone for many years. How can we unilaterally cancel the previous agreement? We in the Fu family don't have the habit of going back on our words."
Mr. Fu was so angry that he stopped talking.
Chu Yanhui felt puzzled. When did the two families have an arranged marriage?
It was already late when she left the study. She went to say goodbye to Fu Zhiju, and then returned to Shuixie Hua Ting with Fu Rongshen.
In the car, she asked about the child marriage again.
Fu Rongshen explained, "Dad and Uncle Chu were comrades in the past. After they retired, they agreed that if they had a boy and a girl, they would arrange a marriage."
"But all the babies were boys, my dad, you, and uncle." Chu Yanhui murmured.
“So it’s invalid.”
"It's not invalidated. It will be passed on to the next generation." Fu Rongshen said, "Xiao Zhiju is a girl, and everyone thought you would be a boy, so this child marriage will be continued between the two of you."
Chu Yanhui was shocked: "It turns out that before I was born, I had a childhood engagement with Zhiju..."
"Yeah, but you're a girl."
Fu Rongshen said: "After that, the matter of child marriage was never mentioned again."
"Actually, the two families don't have a specific generational relationship; it's just a common convention that everyone is of the same generation. If we only consider the bloodline of the two families, the two of us being together also qualifies for this child marriage."
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